Frenzy

This is one of those rare films that Hitchcock returned to England, or, more specifically, London to make.

Not such a good idea, really, for the old place had changed since Hitch was cock of the walk, and the sight of ladies eating lunch in the Seventies with their hats on is a strange time-slip to earlier, and more genteel decades.

But it is fascinating to see how the seductive art of murder got overwhelmingly realistic for Hitchcock. There are a couple of violent killings that are disturbingly detailed, so be warned. There's also a picture of the old Covent Garden markets that will bring out the nostalgia beside the goosepimples.

And there's a running gag about cordon bleu cooking that's wildly overdone, but still quite amusing.